Sett Chapter 4: I don't have any Legal Documents so I can only live at your house (Patreon)

"What… what are you planning to do?" Hiratsuka Shizuka panicked.

Was this brat seriously planning to go to her house?

"Of course, I’m staying over at your place, Ms. Shizuka," Tadashi replied casually. "I don’t have any legal status here, no place to stay. I’ll just have to trouble you for a while."

"Don’t even think about it!" Shizuka snapped. There was no way she was letting a wolf into her home.

"Ms. Shizuka, you wouldn’t want me kissing you weak in the knees in front of everyone, would you?" Tadashi said with a slight smile.

"!?"

Shizuka’s face turned pale in fear as she gritted her teeth. "You bastard!"

"Thank you for the compliment," Tadashi replied with an unchanging smile. "So, one more time, where’s your car parked?"

"…In the parking lot ahead," Shizuka hesitated but eventually answered.

This boy was completely reckless.

She was genuinely worried that he might actually kiss her in public, leaving her humiliated.

"See? That’s better."

Supporting the still-weak Shizuka, Tadashi led her to the parking lot and found the car.

It was a sleek silver McLaren, its lines flowing gracefully with aerodynamic beauty.

"Hah…"

Leaning against a pillar, Shizuka sneered.

Telling him where the car was parked was just a temporary solution.

She didn’t believe for a second that a sixteen-year-old boy would know how to drive such a car.

*Beep beep!*

To her shock, Tadashi skillfully unlocked the car with the key, opened the door, and smoothly settled into the driver’s seat.

Inserting the key, shifting gears, and releasing the handbrake…

In just moments, Tadashi had started the $2 million supercar.

*Vroom! Vroom!*

The engine roared powerfully.

"!?"

Shizuka’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Impossible!

How was this boy so skilled?

Did he drive supercars often?

"What’s your name?" Shizuka couldn’t help but ask.

She studied Tadashi carefully, wondering if he was the young heir of some wealthy family.

How else could a sixteen-year-old be so proficient at driving a supercar?

But after watching him for a while, she found no hint of a spoiled rich kid.

Instead…

From his calm, indifferent gaze, she sensed an air of detachment, as if nothing in the world could faze him.

'No way!'

Shizuka quickly shook her head, thinking she must be imagining things.

"My name is Higashino Tadashi," he replied with a smile, gesturing to the passenger seat. "Hop in, Ms. Shizuka."

"…"

Shizuka stayed silent for a moment before slowly getting into the passenger seat, still feeling weak.

The kiss earlier had been too overwhelming.

The "Iron Virgin" had been utterly defeated, now at the mercy of Higashino Tadashi.

'But I won’t give up so easily!' Shizuka thought as she buckled her seatbelt.

This brat had taken advantage of her, and she wasn’t going to let him off lightly.

Just wait!

Once she recovered, she would turn him into a punching bag!

Shizuka quietly clenched her fists.

*Vroom!!*

Seeing her settle in, Tadashi pressed the accelerator, and the engine let out a deep growl.

Like a silver arrow, the McLaren shot forward, racing into the busy streets with lightning speed.

Fast!

Extremely fast!

Tadashi expertly handled the steering wheel, pushing the gas pedal nearly to the floor.

The McLaren sped through the crowded traffic like a meteor, tearing through the flow of cars as it hurtled down the city road, despite the 40 km/h speed limit.

*Whoosh!*

People only felt a gust of wind as a silver blur flashed past them.

Nothing else was visible.

"Is this guy insane, driving so fast?!"

"That idiot almost hit me!"

"Who the hell is this maniac?"

"Who drives at 120 in this kind of traffic?"

Angry curses filled the air, but the McLaren left them all far behind.

"…"

Shizuka gripped the overhead handle tightly, her expression growing stiffer as the speed increased.

She was in shock.

The speed of 120 km/h was something she would only dare to reach on an empty highway in the middle of the night, fully concentrating.

At that speed, it was nearly impossible to see anything clearly ahead; everything became a blur of flashing lights.

But Tadashi?

"Woohoo, this is amazing!"

His eyes gleamed with excitement.

The Sett template had strengthened him in every way.

Not only could he see clearly at 120 km/h, but even at 220 km/h, his dynamic vision remained astonishingly sharp!

Half an hour later, the McLaren pulled up in front of a high-end apartment complex.

What should have taken over an hour had been cut down to just thirty minutes.

"Whew…"

Shizuka sat in the passenger seat, her face pale, and her forehead covered in cold sweat.

She had almost thought she was going to die on the way.

She had kept quiet the entire time, afraid that any noise might distract Tadashi, leading them to crash.

Thankfully, they had arrived safely.

"Whew…"

Letting out a long breath, Shizuka unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to look at Tadashi, her gaze now filled with a dangerous intensity.